After dropping my parents off, I stopped at the home in between ours to see what I could gather. I noticed them leaving yesterday so I knew their home would be vacant. Pulling up, the home looked untouched which is great for me.
Getting out of my truck, I make sure I have my gun ready and grab my backpack for any small items. Looking around the yard, not a person in sight. Feeling good about the silence, I make my way towards the back of the driveway where the barn is located. Walking to the barn, I reach for my flashlight and as I'm about to reach for the door, a sound stirs from inside. Grabbing my gun and pointing it towards the door, I take a step back and continue to listen. Seconds later, silence fills my ears and I move back towards the barn with caution.
Slowly sliding the door, I peek in and see nothing but darkness. Opening it more to let the light in, I shine my flashlight inside and start looking around before stepping in. With there being no movement and nothing out of the normal, I start to slowly step in. More of the darkness covers by body as I have my eyes set on some wood planks. I've never been so happy to see supplies in my life.
My neighbors were going to add an addition on their home come fall so thankfully they stocked up. Placing my gun back in the holster, I walk toward the wood in the far back corner when I suddenly was thrown across the barn. Letting out a scream as my body felt weightless flying backwards, not being able to see what moved me with suck force. Bracing for impact, I hit the side of the barn with a loud thump and hit my head against a shelf along the wall.
“Now you are a pretty sight...” Those words sent fear deep into my bones. I grabbed my head as I started to stand while try to get ahold of my gun.
“Now I don't think you will find that thing very useful my dear...” The chilling voice said in my ear as he clenched down on my arm, throwing me again like a rag doll. What the fuck is this thing and how did he make it towards me so fast. Feeling my head throb and my leg sore after landing wrong, I push myself up and rush towards the door. Seeing the big bay doors open, I race towards the light as fast as I could run. I know if I can make it out of this barn, I will be able to run to the truck or the house. Feeling relief washed over me as I start reaching for the door, but that feeling was gone the moment his hand wrapped around my ankle. Taking a deep breath, my body flew and as I braced for impact, an evil laugh roared though the barn. Landing with a thump, I scream as pain throbs throughout my leg.
“Fuck!” Looking down I saw a metal bar went through the side of my thigh.
“Oh my, you smell as sweet as summer my dear. As much fun as you are, I'm hungry!” Watching him walk up to me, all I can see is blood red eyes with silver hair and fangs. Yep, this is my first vampire.
Adrenaline building in me and I start feeling the fight or flight buildup inside me. Placing my hand along the ground I search for anything that could help. Feeling cold run along my fingertips, I grasp my hand around the item, lifting it along my side so he cannot see.
Picking up his pace like I am his target and showing those nasty fangs he began to charge. The moment he goes to grab me is the same moment I raise the metal bar and shove it in his chest. His piercing scream echo's through the barn as he backs away from me grabbing on to the metal pole; his whole body starts to shake just before turning into dust.
Taking a breath I didn't know I was holding; I lay my head back feeling relieved.
“Nice, looks like you can handle yourself pretty well.” A deep, rustic voice came from the front of the barn. Looking up in a panic, I see a man with dark brown hair in blue jeans and a tight black t-shirt. His muscles were piercing through the shirt as his arms are crossed over his chest as he leaned on the door. He can be in the sun so he can't be a vampire.
“I did ok. You were there this whole time and didn't think about helping?” My attitude seeped out of my mouth making sure this man knows I'm not in the mood for games. Reaching at my thigh, I slowly sit up on my knees to get a better grip of the bar.
“You looked like you had things covered. Plus, I'm not a fan of those blood suckers. Better leave it to a professional, right?” Raising his eye brow. What an asshole.
Taking a deep breath, I grab the bar with both hands and pull it out in one swift motion as I let out a scream. “Fuck!" Feeling the pain multiply as blood pours down my thigh. "So, you thought letting that thing eat me would save you?”
“No, if it got worse, I might have helped. What were you doing in here anyways?” He asked.
“I don't think I know you? Who are you and why are you in my woods?” I might hate this man. Slowly standing, I unbuckle my belt that is threaded in my shorts and started wrapping my leg to stop the bleeding. Grabbing hold of a ledge on the side of the barn, I limp towards the front keeping eye contact with our unwanted guest.
“My name is Luke and I ran from the city. Saw that this house was vacant so I made myself at home.” Smiling like he is glad to be my new neighbor. If he knows best, Luke will leave before I make him leave. Shaking my head, I slowly limp out the door as I walk past him.
“We don't take kindly to outsiders; this home is mine now.” I say with an intimidating tone. Luke reached for me and I smacked his hand away.
“Don't touch me, I can manage. Now I suggest you to leave and not take anything that is on this property.”
Stagger past him and head for my truck. “I will stay if I please miss. You can have what you want, but I need shelter.” His tone was nothing but demanding. Feeling the anger rise in me, I turn in a fast motion and I notice he is standing right behind me. Looking up into his eyes, they look like opals and specks of black are dancing around. I have never seen eyes look like that.
“What are you?” Placing my hand on my gun while I wait for an answer. A smile crept upon his face. “Human. My question is, what are you? No woman on this planet can take that kind of beating and walk away from it.” Looking me head to toe. This man is making me feel really uncomfortable and I don't like it. Brushing his comment off, I opening my truck door and climb in.
“I'm a survivor. I'm not weak. If you know what's best for you, you will stay away from me. I will be back tomorrow for that wood in the barn and then look through the house.” Slamming the door, Luke's smile never left his face. That man is the most beautiful yet terrifying man I have ever met.
Pulling up to my home, the full force of pain radiates throughout my whole body. Taking deep breaths, I limp into the house while closing and locking the door. As I head for the bathroom, I glance at the floor as blood spills down my legs leaving a trail. walking in, I go to sit on the toilet next to the counter. Inhaling a breath of relief, I open the drawer and pull out my emergency kit along with the peroxide. Removing the belt from my thigh, I observe the damage as more liquid drains out of the gash.Unfortunately, I do not have a needle and thread, only an at home staple kit. “This shit is going to hurt...” I say to myself bracing for the pain. Pouring the peroxide over the gash, I wince as the burn spread along with the peroxide. As I pat dry, I hope the wound heals soon so there is no more blood loss; I don't know how much more by body will take. Grabbing a staple in one hand, the other is squeezing the wound to keep it closed. With shaky hands,
After caring for my leg, I look around and notice Luke was no longer in the living room but I smell food cooking. He sure made himself athomenow didn't he?A few minutes later, Luke brought a tray in with chicken noodle soup and two grilled cheese sandwiches. Smiling, I take the tray and place it on my lap.“Thank you, you did not need to do that.” My stomach started to rumble and I realized this is the first time I'm eating today. “Well, for you to heal properly, you need to eat.” Pushing his attitude towards me. Tilting my head to the side, I look up and watch him roll his eyes. Well, he went from nice to being an ass really quick. Ignoring him, I started to eat and as the first touch of food hit my tongue, I was in heaven. Smiling up to my dad with a mouth full of food, he kissed me on the cheek and headed out the door as Luke followed suit.This whole thing couldn't get any weirder. My d
With my grip being so tight, my gun started to shake as I try to make out the largely built shape in front of me. Only hearing a deep, course breath, I start walking back. Rubbing my eyes with my free hand as I aim with the other. Starting to see clearly, Luke's face starts coming into my view.“Can you stop pointing a gun at me?” He painfully says while shifting towards the island, placing a hand on the side to help him stand. Lowering the gun, I notice he is in fact shirtless, but also bleeding all over the floor.“Are you ok Luke? You look pretty fucked up.” Placing my gun down, I walk into the kitchen and grab a towel. Making it back to him, I place the towel lightly on the marks running along the front of his torso.“Yea, I'm alright. Just looking for a doctor.” His face showed an amused look and I couldn't help but smile. Looking to make sure the door was closed and then I guided Luke
Luke's POV-I have no idea why she is so damn stubborn or why she can't trust me. Susan is the ideal mate but the way her and her dad have talked about such hate towards my kind, there is no way I can tell her what I am. Not now anyways.What is the best way to explain to her what happened? The events that happened at the meteor are quite foggy still. What I do know is most of the creatures that were made are complete monsters. I don't blame them completely for hating them but after I was turned, I chose to run, not kill.The moment the mist swarmed over the thousands of people in the area, me being one, all I heard was yelling. The piercing screams along with bones breaking was terrifying. I was standing in a crowd of people one minute and the next, my body was throbbing from pain. My bones were shifting and cracking with each move I made.I started running as fast as my legs could take me until I collapsed to t
Susan's POV-Who the hell does he think he is? Getting mad at me for protecting myself and my family? Alex told me not to trust strangers and I won't. After finishing my breakfast and washing the dishes, I started to get ready for my day. My leg is still sore but thankfully a full two days of healing, the bleeding fully stopped and I can move it a lot more.Walking out the front door, I gasp at all the damage they have done to my house. The gutters and siding were completely torn from my home, along with having to replace all my windows. Tears well in my eyes walking around my home, the home I worked so hard for. Shaking the anger, I open my garage and began the clean-up. Lifting the pieces thrown all over my yard I notice dust covered the grass in certain places. There had to of been twenty blood suckers with how much dust covered my yard.As I finish picking up the debris in my yard, a noise was coming from the road. Squealing and
As I try to open my eyes, they feel swollen. I look to my side and notice Luke still holding me as he sleeps sitting upwards on the couch. Trying not to make sudden movements, I look towards the windows and it's night time. How long was I asleep? Then suddenly, flashbacks hit me like a brick wall of what happened before I fell asleep. Feeling arms tightening around me I break down again. Placing his hand on my head, Luke brings me closer to rest on his shoulder."Are you alright?""No, where is my sister?" Hopefully my father didn't move her himself. I feel horrible about breaking down but the shock took over my whole body and I swore she was still alive. I kept working and the blood kept coming out the wounds. I worked as hard as I could knowing she would live."After you fell asleep, I laid you down and helped your father bring her to their house. They want to have a ceremony today for her if you're up for it." Feeling speechless,
Leaning my head back as Luke continues to caress my chest, his hand around my waist loosens and slowly starts to glide down. As he hovers over my sweet spot, I place one hand over his and the other starts running through his beautiful black hair. Feeling him wanting to back away, I begin to put pressure guiding him lower. Feeling his arms tense up he suddenly removes his hands and grasps my hips roughly turning me around. Looking at him with shocked eyes, he shoves me on the bed and stalks his way over to me.Climbing on top, his hands run along my body sending shivers down my spine. Lowering his head to my thighs, he begins kissing and licking his way to my sweat spot. Each touch feeling better than the last. Placing both arms under my legs, grabbing my waist, he forces my body towards him. Looking down, I see his him staring into my soul as a grin spread across his lips. Lowering his head, the first lick to my lips almost pushed me to the edge and my legs buckle
My leg feels almost normal now. I still won't take the staples out for a couple weeks but at least it is scabbed and the wound doesn't bleed when I walk.Heading outside, I decided it's time to start boarding up the house and fixing the damage those vampires did the other night. Grabbing my tools, I head to the front of the house and start boarding the windows and repairing the siding. It's the beginning of summer so the weather is warm and I feel sweat dripping down my face and back. Wiping my sweat away, I go to grab my water sitting on my truck and take a sip. Placing it back down I hear movement in the woods. Looking in the direction, I see nothing. Slowly reaching for my hammer and walking to the wrestling of bushes.I'm not too afraid because vampires can only come out at night and I have yet seen a wolf inthis neck of the woods. Maybe it is just an animal that is injured or possibly a person? Walking closer, laughter fills the